Dungeon Master Makeup Money

"Morning......"

The next morning, Ira, still looking tired, comes down to the living room on the ground floor.

Me and Melissa were seated at the table in the living room, eating breakfast first. Ira seems to be weak in the morning, and she's always at this rate.

Ira gets to her seat, too.

Then Sylvia puts down her somnolence coffee.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

She disappears into the back of the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Yesterday, the three of us had a serious fight that I could say killed each other, but I won't imitate it the next day either.

If you get to the table, Sylvia, who is also a maid of honor, prepares coffee and breakfast, and Ira and Melissa usually accept it and start eating.

There was just something different today.

"Sounds more in a mood than usual."

It was a slight change, but Ira seems to have noticed.

I do have lighter footsteps than usual to prepare breakfast, and Nico's smile dazzled me. I know the cause, but I don't dare imitate what I tell you.

By contrast, I was getting less tense from fatigue. I guess I'm off work today.

But there were people on this occasion who knew what was causing it outside of the parties.

"Try using the appraisal for Mr. Sylvia. So we can see why."

"I just checked my status now what... blah!

Ira was spraying the coffee she had in her mouth.

Yeah, it's obvious what happened to Sylvia if you check her status.

"How come your status is over 1,000 more than it was until yesterday!?

The highest number in Sylvia's status is about 4,000 for agility. That was slightly over 5,000 when I saw it this morning. It's not a number that can change in a day.

"Not exactly Mr. Sylvia's numbers have changed, but the figures given by the Lord have risen dramatically - from 10% to 20%"

After all, Melissa had noticed the moment she woke up.

Sylvia's own numbers weren't doubling, but those given by me were doubling.

We both explain how to do this.

"... you fucked him?

Ira asks without covering it up.

But deception doesn't work any better than it appears firmly as a number in Sylvia's status.

"... Yes"

At least I was distracted from the resistance.

"Isn't that something? We had a fight yesterday with that promise."

"That's right..."

"So it's Ira's turn today"

"" Huh?

Me and Ira's voices overlap.

What did Melissa's guy say now?

"Does the Lord intend to keep Mr. Sylvia's status only high as it is? Isn't that unfair when you think of Mr. Ira fighting?

I know what you're trying to say.

Status figures are absolute, but that's not the only way to tell wins and losses.

If the status difference is about 100 by skill or magic tactics, it has to be filled.

But it just can't be filled with as much ingenuity as a thousand or more differences.

If Sylvia and Ira had a fight because of their current status differences, Sylvia would definitely win. That's just not fair.

"... fuck me too. I'm not going to say that. Raise my status, too."

That, in the end, is the same thing to do...

But I can't say anything in front of Ira's relentless temper.

Come on......

"Let me increase your status"

"Nice."

Happy with my reply Ira sits in the chair.

Oh man, I'm going to be tired tonight...

"By the way, I'm going to have my status raised tomorrow night, too,"

"Huh!?

Three days in a row, changing women and fucking them?

"Even I get into fights like I did yesterday, so I have trouble with just one person having low status. You're not going to tell me you're not going to cooperate with Ira to improve her status."

"... I will raise it with all due respect"

I've come to a point where I can't pull it off later.

I just have to check with Sylvia.

"Are you sure this is it?

Sylvia is leaning her neck with toast placed on board a breakfast egg roasted in front of Ira.

"I will only go with what your husband has decided. Besides, I'm the only one with a high status, so I'd like to ask you to do it."

"That's why I've got Sylvia's permission, and you can spare me some time tonight."

"Tomorrow is me, so please don't forget"

"... Yes"

I'm unwilling to do anything during the day when I have an appointment for the night.

The adventurer business is an open-ended job, and some adventurers seem to take a few days off when they finish a big job, so if you didn't work for a few days, you'd be fine.

Or I don't want this story to be heard by Olivia, Sylvia's mother. It's embarrassing to be asked about your daughter now that she's grown up, but more than that, it's awkward to be asked about me trying to relate to a woman other than my daughter.

"Morning......"

Two days later, in the morning, Ira comes down to the living room the same way she did yesterday.

Yesterday, Ira, and yesterday, I'm checking Melissa's status, which is supposed to go up today on schedule because Sylvia was doing a stat up.

I checked yesterday, so I don't need to check again now.

Now all three of them succeeded in improving their status.

"Yeah, now we're gonna have another fight on equal terms."

Ira was satisfied with the status quo.

But unlike yesterday morning, Sylvia was dissatisfied.

Even as I was wondering how Sylvia was doing, I was surprised to see Ira getting to her seat and me sitting in a chair with my knees in a seat just around the corner.

"What's going on?

I was sloppy this morning.

The reason - it's Melissa's fault.

"I'm tired. Leave me alone..."

I'm exhausted... my really tired voice zeroes out of my mouth.

Humans, when you get really tired, you get this voice...

"What did you do!?

From how I look, I seem to have assumed that Melissa, who was with me all night last night, did something.

"I didn't do anything."

"Then why are you looking so tired in the morning?"

"I've only really done the same thing with you two"

"Lies,"

Sylvia answers clearly, not even trying to hide her grumpy.

It's been grumpy since I came down to the living room in the morning, but Sylvia seems to know what I've been doing to Melissa.

"Did Ira sleep well yesterday?

"Well, I slept like mud because I felt tired like I'd never felt before..."

"I am something similar."

Don't be so specific!

In fact, neither of us has taken that long.

The problem is with Melissa.

"I had business and I woke up in the middle of the night, and that's when the signs came out of your husband's room, how many hours the hell had passed then?

Sylvia accidentally pushed her face against her knees with a blameworthy gaze on her.

I'm not bad.

"Well... I can't say anything because I don't know what time I've been awake... but we haven't slept at all,"

That was why I was tired.

Thanks to being a Labyrinth Master (Dungeon Master) and gaining an extra level of health, I couldn't care less if I stayed up all night for a few days, but I got more tired than that.

Melissa looked like she could afford it against me when she was exhausted.

"It's delicious"

It's the end of saying that.

"What are you doing!?

"I was fine."

"I knew you were a slut wizard!

"Would you use that word again?"

Ira stands up with her sword and Melissa with her wand in her hand.

It looks like we're going to fight one-on-one this time because the terms are now reciprocal.

I'm kind of tired to the heart as well as the body.

"Sorry...... I can't afford to intervene today"

So let me go on a journey to heal my heart.

"Metastasis"

Transfer to the 39th basement of the labyrinth without telling you where to go.

"" Hey...... "

I felt like I heard Ira and Melissa just before I transferred, but I can't care less.

"Oh, the ocean is wide."

'No. This is a serious injury. "

The labyrinth nucleus was squeaking watching how I was doing.

The 36th to 40th floors underground were sea fields, while the 39th floor reflected the sight of the sunset on the horizon. Most of it is footage, in fact the sun will not set forever, and it is early morning now.

But it's just right for me to get tired of everything.

"I'm sorry, but can you tell me I won't be home for three days from you?

'Fine...'

Luckily I have a toolbox with lots of food in it that has nothing to do with hunger.

I need a little time right now.

I have time to heal my squeezed body...